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Neo Static: What May Be, What Might Be, What It Is V

Suki sat there on the subway car, sipping a soda and watching the darkness blend with neon signs as the subway continued onwards. She was unsure what was going on but she knew she was going somewhere where she was needed.

The newly acquired Godhammer rested in her lap; the weapon was as big as her forearm. But it felt natural to wield in her tiny hands. Her new friends were resting as well as the train moved on and that was okay, it was giving her time to think.

Her old life was behind her and she was going to forge a new one in this weird thing called life that she was at. She glanced at Max who had closed his eyes and apparently nodded off, and she knew that she could trust him with her life. Her new life, riding a subway car and visiting various stations where their particular skills were needed.

She took a sip from the soda and thought about maybe catching forty winks herself - that's when Max tapped her on the shoulder.

"You're wanted," he said.

"For?" she asked.

"Not here," Max said; his eyes seemed to have aged a million centuries and he looked at her as if he had known her for decades (when in fact they had just met days before). "Do you trust me?"

"Yes," she told him.

"Okay," he nodded as he reached up his hand and touched her shoulder. "Blink!"

She blinked and in the moment of time she was not in the subway car but standing before a hovering Max.